Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 72494 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72494 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
“I…” The word seemed to exhaust him or just his mind because he took a deep breath and tried again. “Make love to me, Master? I’m your good boy. I’ll remember everything.”
Oh, I knew that was a promise he would keep forever…and so would I, so I leaned over and pressed my lips against his, whispering softly. “Yes, my good boy, I can’t wait to make love to you, to mark you and make you mine completely.”
Chapter 22
Payton
Understanding and love were clear in his eyes even though he was sweetly promising wonderfully dirty things. He nuzzled against my cheek, kissing me softly again as I shook and ached for more, every inch of me confused and lit up like it was Christmas. “You’ve been such a good boy, I’m going to fill you up with cum and leave you aching, pet.”
I found myself whining as need hit me again, completely ignoring how hard he’d already made me come. “I…I was very good, Master.”
There was something else I should’ve said but my brain felt as overworked as my cock did at the moment. Nothing else was coming to the front of my mind, so I was glad when Master smiled and petted my cheek, setting the flogger back down on the nightstand. “Yes, you’ve been very good, pet.”
Relief rushed through me, leaving me feeling even more wobbly than I already was as he straightened and started slowly taking off his clothes. Piece by piece they fell to the floor and as his sexy body came into view, I found myself tugging on the cuffs, making him smile.
“You look so pretty like that, pet.” Master chuckled as I blushed and hid against the bed, and then he reached out and patted my ass. “Yes, very pretty, but what do you say when you’re given a compliment, pet?”
Somehow the question sent blood rushing to my face and it got so red it hurt as he stroked my ass. “Are you my good boy?”
The question didn’t help my needy embarrassment but it left me so desperate I had to answer…and worse, I had to peek and see what he was doing. “Yes, Master. I’m your good boy. Thank you. Thank you, Master.”
As he absently stroked his mouthwatering erection like he had all the time in the world to enjoy his orgasm, he gave me another mind-blowing pat on the bottom. “You like making me happy, don’t you, pet?”
It was a trick question.
I knew it but I couldn’t help myself.
Nodding, I went back to hiding and barely managed an answer. “Yes, Master. I like…I like making you happy.”
That would’ve been easier to confess if he hadn’t started fucking me with the plug again. It was almost like he was playing with a fidget toy as he made a low, thoughtful sound. “Then shouldn’t you have thanked me properly, pet? You knew what I wanted to hear.”
Oh, he was…
Moaning as he pressed the toy firmly against my prostate and made it buzz again, I barely managed to catch my breath before he started a lazy rhythm of pauses and vibrations that left me shaking. “I…”
“Yes, pet? You want to make me happy, don’t you?” That was when it hit me, my brain going too slowly to keep up with reality. He’d keep asking the question and torturing me until I gave him what he wanted. “Show me, pet. Let me hear it.”
My embarrassment managed to hold back the words through several rounds of pats and buzzes giving me pleasure and something that was more like an aching pain before it shattered. “Thank you, Master. Thank you. I like being pretty for you.”
Arching my ass up, giving him everything and spreading my legs wider to be even prettier for him, I couldn’t decide if I was frustrated or relieved when the torment stopped. He gave my ass a soft tap and made a happy sound as he stroked his hand over the sensitive skin.
“That’s my good boy.” Every nerve ending sparked at even the softest caress, sending a shiver through me that made me gasp. Master chuckled, giving his cock a good squeeze that left me needy and almost raw with how much I wanted to touch him. “Do you see how happy you made me, pet?”
I found myself nodding and licking my lips as he pressed his legs against the bed, showing off his hard cock. “Yes, Master. I…I could make you happier…”
That had him going back to slowly stroking his cock and running his finger over his slit with every caress. “You look hungry, pet.”
Something faint in the back of my head said I should be embarrassed but I couldn’t remember why. All I could do was nod and pull at the restraints to try to inch closer. “I…I was very good.”
Yes, that was important.
Master’s smile said I’d gotten that right, and he looked pleased as he ran his hand over the most sensitive parts of my ass again. “Yes, pet. You’ve been very good.”